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Maggie rolled her eyes, although a small smile rested on her lips. “I know, but I can open doors sometimes,” she teased, waiting for him to open it.
He chuckled, opening it and offering his hand to help her down from the tall truck. “Yes, but I prefer to trat you like the princess you are.”
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Maggie glanced out the window, a small smile present on her lips. Nothing too fancy, she was thankful for that. “Already looks great,” she said, glancing over to Hunter. Setting her flowers by her side, she undid her seatbelt, starting to open the door to get out.
when she tried to get out by herself, he darted around, a teasing smile on his lips. ‘ oh come on, mags, you should know this by now. ‘
Maggie smiled faintly, glancing down to his hand clasped around hers. She squeezed back for a moment before setting her own hand in her lap, her index finger running along a rose petal. “I’ve never been good with surprises,” the girl said with a chuckle, shrugging her shoulders. “But, alright.”
‘ well, hopefully you’ll be good with this one. ‘ he chuckled, pulling out down the street and beginning to drive. after about thirty minutes, hunter pulled up to a quaint little diner. he cut the engine looking over to give her a smile. ‘ part one of our little night. ‘
“It may have been rusty, but it had character,” she said with a smile, hopping into the passenger side. Roses on her lap, she quickly fastened her seatbelt, glancing over to Hunter as he slid in. “It’s a very pretty color.” She waited for a moment until the car starter, asking, “Where are we going to eat?”
‘ yeah, old character. ‘ he chuckled, gently pulling away from the house. ‘ well, you see, that’s a surprise. ‘ he smirked, reaching over to gently squeeze her hand.
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⚽️ — sports
With his huge build and pulsing arms, you’d never believe that this big hunk of man was terrible at sports. He was only good at Track, but that was mostly due to his incredibly long legs. To anyone who truly knows him, they’d laugh in your face at this question.
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🔎 — investigating
Hunter is incredibly gifted with this skill. When Percy first showed up dead, Hunter refused to do anything other than track down her murderer. He spent weeks with his head shoved in front of a computer screen and his nose dug into his phone to find any contacts that might know something.
Maggie smiled as they walked to his car, her mouth opening for a mere second at the sight of the newly painted truck. “It looks amazing,” the girl said with a chuckle, walking over to the passenger side door. “Not that I didn’t love it’s old look, it was very… rustic, but this looks really great.”
“Rustic? I think you mean rusty.” The boy chuckled, opening the passenger door for her as he always had. “Well, I’m glad you like it, I though Emma needed a new color.” He jogged over to his side and hopped in. Though he might have repainted it the truck was just as junky as ever--- it took him a few times to get it to start.
Maggie arched her brow, nodding her head once. “A surprise getaway. I don’t have to pack an overnight bag, right?” She joked, turning around and starting to walk out of the room. “Let’s go.”
“Everything you need will be there, love.” He chuckled, opening the front door and letting her out first before moving outside, where his newly-repainted truck sat. What used to be a rusty blue color with chips picked off was now a darker blue with shining sparkles added in. “So, what do you think? I did a little remodeling.”
Maggie couldn’t help the light chuckle that left her lips at Hunter’s comment, glancing down to her outfit before back up to Hunter. “Well, thank you,” she replied, cheeks heating up for a moment. The blonde cleared her throat, carefully taking the flowers from him. “I do, thank you,” Maggie said with a smile, clutching the roses to her chest. “So, uhm… what’s the plan for tonight?”
“Well, I was hoping to take you out to eat, and then, maybe after, I have a surprise getaway.” He smirked, being a little mischeivous. He had a few ideas, and depending on how the night went, the activity would be chosen.
A wide smile graced Maggie’s features as she walked into the living room, hazel eyes spotting her well-dressed date dead center in the room. “Hunter,” she said with name with a light, nervous giggle, shuffling up to him. “You look very nice,” the blonde added with a grin, mind racing with other ideas of what she should have worn. You should have bought the green dress instead of another black one, she chastised herself, a well manicured hand smoothing out her dress. She glanced down to the roses in his hands, eyes making their back back up to his own. “Are those for me?” Maggie asked, despite the fact the two were actually going out on a date.
“Thank you, Ma’dam. And you look stunning.” He chuckled, gentle eyes scanning over her, but only looking long enough to get a full picture. “I like the dress, it looks lovely on you.” A soft smile fell upon his lips. When she mentioned the roses, he nodded, holding them out to her. “They are, actually. I hope you like roses.”
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Sitting in her room, Maggie picked up a tube of lipstick, a nude hue, opening it with ease as she stared down at it. The lipstick twirled slowly in between her fingers before capping it and grabbing a different tube from her makeup bag. Her first date in… She couldn’t even remember when. Needless to say, her nerves were already getting the best of her. The blonde opened up the tube, deciding that the pink shade was good enough. Glancing into her mirror, she applied the lipstick, not used to the made up reflection looking back at her. She looked… good. She smiled faintly to herself. Shaky hands placed the tube back into makeup bag, which then was tossed into her purse. Maggie stood up, smoothing out the skirt of her black dress before grabbing her bag and slinging it across her shoulder. She leaned down to look back in the mirror, making sure her hair, done in a pretty fishtail braid looked presentable. All ready. She stood straight up, the sound of her heels loud against wood floor as she made her way towards the living room, where she was going to meet Hunter…
Hunter had spent hours making sure he looked perfect. He wasn’t wearing a tux, but he wasn’t wanting to wear casual clothes, either. He settled on a nice, dark dress shirt with black slacks and dress shoes. His hair was gelled up into it’s usual quiff, and to top it all off, a boquet of dark red roses adorned his palms.
The boy’s nerves were driving him wild, every little thing sending a shock of questions through his mind. But he had to ignore them--- this night was all about giving Maggie the perfect date. In so, he planned to be waiting at the center of the living room when she came down. And that’s exactly what he was doing. A large grin spread across his lips when he caught sight of her. She was gorgeous, truly. “Maggie.”
;;&MOODBOARD;; HUNTER BRADSHAW;;
“My family is my family. I don’t care how sweet and innocent I look, you fuck with them, you fuck with me.”
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🚲Training Wheels:When did you learn how to properly ride a bike?
“Hm... I think I was nine? I don’t know, it’s been quite a while.”
⇕ (maggie)
⇕ = holding their hand .
It was a nice night, the heat of Los Angeles has cooled down a bit, giving everyone a welcoming wind that blew upon their normally sweating pours. The stars were out, twinkling above the city. Seldom that they ever saw them, the two were lucky that they even got the chance to catch a glimpse.
Hunter and Maggie had claimed the bed of Hunter’s truck as their picnic area, lying flat on their backs to admire the sky.
What happened next was so simple, so delicate, and yet, meant so much, The girl’s slender fingers found his, softly slipping between the openings. Hunter didn’t hesitate before closing the gap of their palms, squeezing gently upon the appendage.
Hunter had had four words on his mind all night, and ass sleep began to overcome him, they slipped from his lips. “A night to remember.”
☀ (weed 🙏)
☀ = giving them a gift of weed
He did it so casually, as if he did this on a regular basis, which, knowing Spencer, he probably did. The blunt was so neatly rolled, silently begging Hunter to cave and smoke it whole.
His nerves were taunting him, practically laughing at him as he could feel the sweat beginning forming on his forehead. “Uh---No. No thanks, uh--- I---I’m good...”
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‘To Hunter, I thought you might like this. Love, Maggie.’
The brunette paused, gaze glancing to her feet. “You know what?” She said with a nervous chuckle, “it’s not important, just forget it. I gotta, uh,” Maggie glanced around before looking to Hunter and shrugging, “I gotta do some more shopping, still.”
“Oh, okay.” He gave her a soft smile, motioning for her to go first. “Lets go get what you need, love.”
